Zanjeer was a Labrador retriever who trained at the Dog Training Center of the Criminal Investigation Department in Pune, India. Following his training, he was enlisted in the Mumbai Police Bonn Detection and Disposal Squad in December of 1992. During his service, Zanjeer helped to recover 11 military bombs, 57 country-made bombs, 175 petrol bombs and 600 detonators. Moreover, he assisted in detecting the bombs during the 1993 Mumbai bombings, averting three more planned attacks.
Due to his outstanding performance, Zanjeer was honoured with a full state funeral after perishing from cancer on the 16th of November, 2000.
I feel it within me that the world will see freedom.
Well, no. I know it. Yes we see horror and evil, atrocity and seemingly endless sin. And yet, so many, and I mean the vast majority of the earth fights against it.
Like with the climate, we make big changes and continue to do so. Don't get me wrong we're not fixing it fast enough, but the world is turning to fix it more and more.
Shutting down coal plants, investing in nuclear, wind, solar, geothermal, etc.
Same with all the atrocities. Whether it be genocide in Gaza or Tigray, the world sees it and have been protesting and fighting. The journalists on the ground in those places, the workers bringing food and aid, and the Palestinians, Sudanese, and others themselves being so persistent against evil.
We won't stop fighting, and as long as we stand the evil can't endure for much longer.
There will be a day when the final coal plant is closed, the final law against persecuted people is removed, and the final death is done.
Yes there are people more evil than anything we can comprehend, where they seem so ignorant and disgustingly blood thirsty. But we out number them, we have the power to take away theirs. And have shown it.
A single reblog starting a chain to raise awareness, a single post spreading to multiple social circles, a single voice bringing more to protest alongside them, a single person boycotting making many more and hurting the corporations, a single strike spreading around the world.
No matter how small, or large, we make impacts. Do everything you can. Keep yourself healthy to continue doing so. And we will see freedom for all
Boycott for Palestine, the Congo, Sudan, and the persecuted people of the world
Boycott for the climate, nature, worker's rights
Protest, organize.
Organize unions, organizations, research. Get power by coming together. Start organizing with peers.
And most importantly, we are all in this together. Fight exclusion. Whether it's exclusion of our fellow queer, by race, by religion, fight it.
Understand that you are not immune to being bigoted. Unity, solidarity is what gave us the power to fight.
So don't lose it.
If it isn't harming you, then let it be.
Live and let live, is something I fear many need to hear. Though I know the exclusionists are small in number. And even the ones seen are radfems on anon
There are ads here on tumblr as well. Tiktok is putting warnings on videos of people who are only mentioning what is happening in palestine. Instagram is deleting accounts of people who are reporting straight from gaza.
Biden questioned the number of deaths reported in Gaza, after which the health ministry came out with a report over 200 hundred pages long with personal information on the killed individuals.
24 journalists have been killed in 21 days.
Yesterday internet and phone services in Gaza went down, due to the heavy bombardments.
The voice of the people in palestine is being silenced in every way you can imagine.
So the least you can do, is share what is going on. Use all your platforms. Even this one.
Pterocarpus Angolensis is a tree native to South Africa. It’s also commonly known as the bloodwood tree due to the fact that when it’s chopped or damaged, a deep red sap which looks eerily similar to blood, seeps from the tree. In fact, the purpose of the sap is to coagulate and seal the wound to promote healing, much like blood.
such a weird feeling to be part of a generation that has essentially been prevented from being able to afford typical adult milestones like buying a car or getting your own place while also being taught to think that at 25 we're old and washed up. like are we stunted or are we ancient